I am 18 years old and I have seen more than enough.
I have made it through the darkest nights
where I just wanted to die.
I am paying the consequences for the pain
that others have cost me.
I have scars and lines littering my body
and I can not eat bread or go one day without
thinking about calories.
I am terrified of annoying people and can not fathom
someone staying by my side forever.
The demons will not leave but I have something stronger.
Hope breeds eternal misery
and they say relationships do not heal you but
I have to disagree with that.
My relationship with God, my Abba
is the remedy.